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Tuesday, October 09, 2012

Tuesday Teaser: Beyond Shadows

What happens when an immortal shapeshifting warrior from the Shadow Realm is tasked to save a very independent accountant who is on the run from an organized crime boss? The result is Beyond Shadows. Can I just say how much I love Blade!

TEASER:

He was sitting on the edge of the coffee
table, patiently waiting for her to look at him. For a brief moment, Jac wished
she’d never asked for a light. Darkness was preferable.

Her assassin was gorgeous.

Even though he was sitting down, she could
tell he was tall. His shoulders were encased in leather and appeared solid and
very wide. His jaw was square and covered with a light stubble that made him
look sexy. His skin was swarthy, whether it was tanned or part of his heritage,
she couldn’t be sure, but if she was a betting gal, she’d bet he was of
Mediterranean descent. His nose was straight, his cheekbones high. But it was
his eyes that captured her.

Dark and fathomless, they seemed to look
within her all the way to her very soul. They were like the sea on a moonless
night, cold and unforgiving. She shivered.

He reached out and she flinched back in
spite of her resolve to be brave. He didn’t touch her. Instead, he grabbed the
blanket that had been tossed to the end of the sofa in their struggle. Shaking
it out, he tucked it carefully around her without actually touching her.

“Who are you?” She could hear the slight
quiver in her voice and hated herself for it. She didn’t want to appear weak.

“Blade.”

That didn’t tell her much, except that
maybe she was right about his profession. Blade was the perfect name for an
assassin. It suited him somehow. Maybe it was all the black leather and his
sharp features.

His hair was past his shoulders and tied
back at his neck. When he’d reached for the blanket it had fallen over his
shoulder. The light had shined on the black mass, highlighting some strands
that appeared to be almost a midnight blue.

She shook her head to clear it. “That
doesn’t tell me much.” She was proud that her voice was steady this time, her
reply almost tart in tone.

He raised his hand and slowly moved it
toward her. This time she didn’t flinch, but met his gaze straight on. His
fingers cupped her chin, his thumb stroking over her bottom lip in a sensual
caress.